Give me my scallop-shell of quiet,
My staff of faith to walk upon,
My script of joy, immortal diet,
y bottle of salvation.
My gown of glory, hopes true gauge,
And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.

~Sir Walter Raleigh

A hiker, walking for pleasure, likes to choose between several alluring trails.
The pilgrim desires only the road that leads home.

~Frank W. Boreham

Friday, October 28, 2011

Our Renaissance Man

We have been so blessed. Four amazing children have been added to us by adoption through marriage. One of these is celebrated and honored today.

He is a brilliant man of parts:

an Eschoffier in the kitchen,

an Edison in all things electrical,

a cinematic Fellini,

a technological genius.

He is the High Priest of his home, loyal in his friendships, a man of integrity, a pragmatist in the best sense. He is generous in his hospitality, in his humor, a gentleman and gentle man. And all his accomplishments (those listed and many more) he wears with an easy grace, in most honorable fashion.

There is so much more that could be written regarding the ways in which he brings joy not only to our lives but to those of others.

Here is a man shaped on the anvil by Life's hard blows. Here is an overcomer in the truest sense of the word. Yet his heart was never hardened, only his resolve to carry on.

Blessings on you this day, our dear son-in-law.

May you continue to enrich and enhance that corner of the world in which you dwell, work and serve.

You are delighted in and very much loved.